Brightheart Warriors Novels & Stories

She clenched her fist tightly against her sword and looked at the warriors, pointing the sword at them. “Anyone of you wish for death?” She asked, and they all shook their heads, exchanging glances with each other. “Then bark and beg for your lives.” She growled as Sberbank beat her feet against the ground. All the werewolf warriors reluctantly fell to the ground except one, and they all began to bark and beg for their lives. “Please, spare our lives.” Their cries filled the air and Reya smiled at this, glancing at me. Soon, her eyes landed on the warrior, who didn't bark nor beg for his life to be spared.

but we can’t falter… WE NEED TO FIGHT” She sniffled and rubbed away her tears “Ok, come on let’s kill the fuckers” I nodded with a smile, and we ran back into the fight and just then I heard a loud roar and saw a throng of warriors approaching behind the rogues. There were so many of them and a smile rose on my face when I saw who was leading them... “Heath” I breathed out as he charged towards the rogues, he, Adeena, Trey and the rest of the warriors attacked them from behind and tore through them. I didn’t even know he would be here.

Blood drips from his jaws as the warrior drops her lifeless body and moves on to the next creature. “Dina! NO!” My body runs cold. I think my heart just stopped. Panic, anger, and despair combat for space in my chest. “Oh Goddess, please no. DINA!” I try to push my way to her, but the crowd is like a wall pushing me back. The humming sound in my ears blocks out the screams around me. I step back, trying to find a way through. When I look around, I see all the warriors attacking the civilians. They’re catching anyone they can get their paws on and ripping them to shreds before moving on the next. They’re not taking prisoners? What the fuck?

I spat. Valkyrie ducked under another swipe, her blade singing as it severed a limb. But there were too many. Too fast. The shadows closed in— Then something massive approached. A deep, earth-shaking howl roared through the battlefield. Heather’s smile faltered. “No,” she whispered. And then they came. A thunderous war cry shattered the air as a wall of warriors stormed down the cliffs, their armor catching the dim light, weapons raised high, ready to tear through the enemy.

Those despicable men had forced them into such desperation. Brian had even said that he would not let Quinton and his men die easily. Brian would make them pay a final price, extracting the Heartblood from all of them. It was as if the warriors from third-grade worlds were just livestock. It was only when they were forced into a corner did they think of dragging their opponents down. Even if they lost their lives, they would bring down whoever they could. Those arrogant warriors from second-grade worlds would be dragged down to hell with them. Quinton was incredibly unhappy to see them get away.

They were warriors, each standing as the embodiment of their kind, their fates inexorably tied to the outcome of this conflict. ‌ And then, as if summoned by the fates themselves, a figure emerged from the shadows. Sabrina, the Scarlet Witch, descended upon the battlefield, her presence electrifying. Her crimson cloak billowed around her, a beacon of power and purpose in the midst of the turmoil. ‌ "Enough!" Her voice, laden with authority, cut through the clamor like a blade. Her gaze swept across the warring factions, demanding attention and respect. "This war ends now." ‌ David's glare was a reflection of his internal struggle, torn between his ambition and the reality of the destruction

But another Darkbreed struck Brent from behind before he could recover. The blade slid between his ribs. Brent collapsed to his knees. Then the darkness swallowed him. Aisha moved beside me, her jaw clenched tightly. “This is bad,” she whispered. But it was already too late. The trap had closed completely. The warriors fought bravely. I would never deny them that. Silvercrest warriors had always been among the strongest fighters in the region. But bravery alone could not defeat an ambush set by creatures born from the darkness itself. One by one, they fell.

Three men and one woman made their way to Adrian. Dragonshire’s Battle Warrior Lucas! Serpentshire’s Battle Warrior Raquel! Mantishire’s Battle Warrior Caine! Griffinshire’s Battle Warrior Gale! The four great battle warriors had assembled. Serpentshire’s Battle Warrior Raquel looked toward Paul and gestured at Prison 14’s tightly-shut entrance. She commanded, “Open the door!” Paul inhaled a deep breath and said, “I’ll need permission from Internal Affairs. Otherwise, I…” Raquel raised her hand and slashed it down like a blade.

All warriors smiled at her. Then a sudden her eyes clouded. "Those who were born under the moonlight of the white moon, are destined for greatness," Harithi said before she lost her consciousness. My face furrowed from what she said. 'She's a seer.' I heard everyone say. Then a warrior walked towards us with Braden in his arms. "Thank you," I took my other son Braden. "Hey buddy, we will find your brother," I said to him and kissed his head.

Caroline looked up at me. “Our people are requesting access to fight,” she said, and I nodded. “Our people?” Brighid questioned and then her eyes widened. “No!” she exclaimed and looked towards Harper and Drake. “I have linked the Divine Order Warriors to help defend,” Brin said and Brighid turned to him. “No, tell them to stand down,” she said and my eyes widened. Brin looked conflicted. “If you follow that order I will kill you myself,” Marcus shouted at Brin. Brin nodded and his eyes remained unglazed.